Cui Huayin’s lips curved into a delicate smile.
But this smile quickly faded with caution.
Because she worried about provoking her husband.
Li Yuan was a genius Weapon Forger and Demon Tar, but unfortunately... from the beginning, he cultivated with a Loose Cultivation Skill that had no future.
The Sixth Grade was his limit; it was because he couldn’t break through to the Fifth Grade that he practiced other Dharma Gates laterally.
But for her, perhaps the Sixth Grade was just the beginning...
Cui Huayin showed a rare touch of gentleness; she leaned close to Li Yuan, wrapped her arm around his, and said softly, "No matter what, I am your wife. What’s mine is yours."
Li Yuan was montarily stunned, then detected the hidden pride in his wife’s tone...
Cui Huayin asked, "Why didn’t Xiaozhao co along?"
Li Yuan replied, "Need to sleep early."
The two fell into silence, leaning against each other, sharing a rare, tender mont.
The two got off the carriage to attend the banquet...
But soon, Li Yuan was quietly led to the backyard.
Compared to the liveliness of the front hall, the backyard of the Jing Family was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
The people standing in the backyard were extraordinary, especially the one in the center...
It was a man in a Cyan Robe, his face full of righteousness; his brows were sowhat deep, and between his flowing sleeves, a few elegant white plum blossoms were embroidered, giving off a few traces of an Immortal’s ethereal presence.
Floating beside him were numbers... 8772~35166!!!
Li Yuan quickly averted his gaze, daring not to look anymore, fearing his accelerated heartbeat would catch the man’s attention.
There was no doubt this Cyan Robe man was the Divine Wood Hall Master — Qing Hancheng.
He learned from chatting with Patriarch Cui that a hundred seventy-eight years ago, the Divine Wood Hall Master had already broken through to the Fourth Grade, which ant... he had been stuck in this Realm for many years, but it also proved he had likely reached the pinnacle of the Fourth Grade, at least at a high level.
But these numbers were overwhelmingly invincible.
Such an invincible existence could probably overturn the entire Divine Wood Hall?
This was the most top-tier person Li Yuan had ever seen thus far and likely for a long ti to co.
Li Yuan couldn’t even understand why such a person would target Master Zhu?
Clearly, a finger could crush them, yet they chose roundabout thods.
It made no sense...
So, he buried his vigilance deep within and glanced at Cui Wuji beside Qing Hancheng.
Cui Wuji gave him a wink.
Li Yuan feigned a look of realization, stepped forward respectfully, and said, "Li Yuan, greets the Hall Master."
Qing Hancheng looked around, then laughed heartily, "Who says my Divine Wood Hall lacks talent?
Master Li, and his son, aren’t they talents?"
The other Ancestors laughed along.
With that, he stepped forward, unpretentiously stood before Li Yuan, and asked with a smile, "Are you comfortable living in the city?"
Li Yuan quickly replied, "This place is excellent..."
He worried that the Hall Master would ask him to move into the Triple Gate, which he couldn’t refuse.
But Qing Hancheng rely ntioned it, then changed the topic, "The Black Lotus Sect is rampant, daring to extend their hand in front of , I will definitely not let them off."
Li Yuan said respectfully, "Yes..."
Qing Hancheng continued, "Years ago, I acquired two Demon Taming Secret Skills, one confird to ta Fifth Grade Demon Beasts, and another unverified but arrogantly claims to control Fourth Grade Demon Beasts.
I’ve kept them for many years, and they’re almost getting moldy, now I plan to give them to Master Li."
Li Yuan said, "Hall Master, I’m just Sixth Grade..."
Qing Hancheng replied, "The four great wonders of the world, Forged Soldiers, Taming Demons, Puppets, and Alchemy, do not require high personal Realm, only need to reach Sixth Grade. The subsequent Skills, more Secret Techniques, are different from those at low grade. Master Li should know this."
Li Yuan nodded and said, "Indeed, it is so..."
Master Zhu taught him the Artifact Casting Skill, the peak of the Sixth Grade is Spirit Communication.
By mastering Spirit Communication, one could forge a Fifth Grade Spiritual Artifact, and if categorized by Skills, isn’t this Spirit Communication a Fifth Grade Skill?
But it is not; Spirit Communication is just a Secret Technique.
Similarly, Heavenly Sll is just a Secret Technique, but its effect is equivalent to Fourth Grade Skills.
Qing Hancheng suddenly called, "Jing Family Ancestor..."
Imdiately, a snow-white figure drifted out, it was Vice Hall Master Jing Baikou.
Qing Hancheng said, "Master Li is entrusted to you, I have so matters to attend to."
"Rest assured, Hall Master, though Master Li and I just t, it feels like we’ve known each other for a long ti." Jing Baikou said with a smile.
Qing Hancheng, with hands behind his back, suddenly departed, heading towards... the Liu Family.
Jing Baikou warmly greeted Li Yuan, exchanged pleasantries, then said, "I’ve heard Master Li can ta Sixth Grade Demon Beasts, coincidentally my family has one.
This one is a top-grade specin, it’s really a waste being kept in my family, why not... let Master Li take it away, hahaha."
With the atmosphere pushed to this point, Li Yuan found it hard to refuse but sighed, "To be honest with Hall Master Jing, I can only ta Sixth Grade Demon Beasts of the canine kind..."
Jing Baikou was slightly taken aback, apparently unaware of this information.
However, he still said, "Master Li, co and take a look."
Li Yuan nodded.
The two chatted as they walked.
Jing Baikou said, "It’s a rare plant-type Sixth Grade Demon Beast, called the Rebirth Demon Flower. Although it’s a flower, it has intelligence, can even pull up its roots from the soil to run around, and its survival and reproduction capability are strong. Once it takes root, it becos incredibly troubleso."
"Oh, in the past, to eliminate this Rebirth Demon Flower, our Divine Wood Hall expended much manpower, several Sixth Grades died, and even a Fifth Grade was severely injured before succeeding."
"This Rebirth Demon Flower only needs a seed to take root in an hour, sprout, bloom, and seed...
The new seeds will quickly scatter, and upon landing, continue as before.
In this cycle, very soon... where the Rebirth Demon Flower is, a sea of blood-red will erge.
Uncontrolled, or without terrain constraints, I truly wonder if the whole world would be covered by this flower."
The two continued talking...
...
anwhile, elsewhere.
The Liu Family.
The Cyan Robe man descended from the heavens.
His sudden arrival startled Liu Luzi and Liu Sang, who were discussing sothing.
Before Liu Luzi could react, he suddenly felt a force striking him, and before he knew it, he blacked out and fainted.
Liu Sang was left stunned, not knowing what to do.
Qing Hancheng looked at him and said, "Run."
Liu Sang couldn’t believe his ears.
Qing Hancheng coldly repeated, "Run."
Such simple words exploded in Liu Sang’s heart. He felt as if he was a traveler lost in the wild, being watched by a fierce beast under the moonlight. With his heart racing, he lost all ability to resist or think and could only turn around and run for his life.
Run, run, run!
Run fast!
Liu Sang began to dart through the narrow paths, hoping to quickly enter Ghost Street.
As long as he reached Ghost Street, he would be safe...
Ti ticked by, second by second.
Liu Sang fled quickly, feeling utterly tornted as if a day passed like a year, drenched in sweat.
After only a short while of running, Liu Sang was drenched like a washed chicken, soaked with sweat.
anwhile, the Cyan Robe man seed leisurely sitting under the moon, slightly frowning, as if enduring so pain.
From ti to ti, he would reach out to rub his forehead, as if suffering from a headache.
At that mont, Liu Sang’s eyes suddenly lit up, and with his next step, he crossed into Ghost Street...
"Safe!" he shouted inwardly, completely devoid of the authority of soone in charge because his ttle had entirely collapsed in front of that Cyan Robe man.
Yet suddenly, behind him, a patch of red blood.
Blood red!
Scorching blood red!
The blood-red mist forcibly held the gate to Ghost Street open behind him, and a figure in a Cyan Robe, wrapped in blood red, charged into Ghost Street like lightning.
Blood like swords shot out from all around him.
The sword light spread widely, the Sword Domain reaching three to four hundred ters...
Everything enveloped within was like snow eting hot water, emitting wretched wails, and began to lt amidst the blood-red sword energy.
Qing Hancheng was cautious, seemingly understanding a bit about Ghost Street, so he avoided the vendors selling goods on the street, then swiftly veered to the side, flying rapidly towards the Corpse Mansion.
Blood for blood, stretch your hand before , and a price must be paid!
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